Foreword: It's been a long time since I've written a fanfic... at least two or three years. So coming back to this is kind of odd. I know I write somewhat decently, but I feel so... rusty and I'm not so great with descriptive work. Please forgive me if this is rough and choppy. I'm trying though!

As for Zoids Fuzors... it's such an odd chapter in the Zoids world. It's not as well developed as the other series... and was put together fairly poorly. However, I can't help but love it for its flaws and quirky characters. Fuzors needs some love. This fic is inspired by a random joke about everyone in Mach Storm being single. Onward to fanfic!


Minus Amy, everyone in Mach Storm was at their headquarters just relaxing. Hop was doing his usual number crunching, while the rest of the group was reading various sorts of literature, except for Matt who was playing a video game. It was a dull day... no battles, no jobs, and it was raining outside so no one wanted to even look for work. They were bored, but no one was complaining.

Without warning, or at least without a knock, the door opened. Everyone looked up to see a young boy, maybe 10 years of age, with dark green hair, and behind him a middle-aged woman with light brown hair, sporting a pair of glasses, and wearing a long, but simple tan colored dress. Both were soaking wet from the rain. While the general Mach Storm response was to stare in utter stupidity, the two eldest members, Helmut and Hop, dropped their jaws in shock.

"Um, excuse me..." Sweet stepped forward, speaking in her friendliest voice possible, "Can I get you both some towe..." Her sentence trailed off as she noticed neither person was listening to her. The boy just stared down at the floor, not looking at anyone. The woman stared hard across the room. Sweet and the rest of Mach Storm followed her gaze... straight to Hop.

"You-You came back..." Hop could barely sputter out the words.

"I need help." came the reply.


"...so, you ran out of money and decided to come back home." Hop sighed and shook his head, unphased by the answer. "Do you have any idea how long it's been?"

"Ten years." She replied, ignoring all the stares she was still receiving from Mach Storm. Sigma, RD and Matt whispered theories to each other of what this lady's story was.

"ELEVEN!" Hop spat in frustration. "Good God, woman, you've been gone ELEVEN YEARS."

RD finally mustered up some courage to interrupt. "Um, sorry, Hop. But who IS this person?" He looked over at Helmut as he heard a sudden cough.

"Seriously," Sigma added. "If this is as important as it sounds, shouldn't someone tell us what's going on?"

Hop looked around at his team, checking their confused expressions one-by-one. He finally sighed in defeat, and looked away with a dejected frown. "This is... Maybelle. She's... my wife."

"WHAT?!"

"No way. There's no way YOU actually got married, Hop." Sigma shrugged in disbelief. Helmut jabbed him with an elbow.

"I most certainly did." huffed Hop, taking a moment to clean his glasses, and actually feeling more at ease from the teasing.

"Well, that's good and all," RD added, "But who's the kid?"

"I don't know." Hop glared at Maybelle. "So, Maybelle, who is he?"

"He's my son." She glared back at him, as Hop reacted in surprise, "Don't look at me that way, you know he's not yours."

"Then who-"

"You know full well that he's Harris' son!" She snapped her head away, quite annoyed with all this talking.

"WHAT?!" This time it was just RD causing commotion. In a heartbeat he was on his feet and in Maybelle's face. "Harris?! You don't mean..." he paused as he was still soaking everything in.

"What is it, RD? What's wrong?" Matt looked up at his friend, rather confused.

"RD..." Sweet frowned in concern. She knew what was coming.

RD built up the energy he needed to finish his question. He pointed at the green haired kid sitting on the sofa beside her. "You don't mean... he's my BROTHER?!"

For the first time since they entered, the kid stopped staring at the floor, and now turned his gaze to the distraught RD.

Maybelle gave RD a good long look over, "So you're RD. You've gotten so big I didn't recognize you." She signed, then nodded. "You're correct. This is Skip, your little brother."

RD looked down at the kid, losing any possible reply he had. Finally he backed down and collapsed back into his spot beside Sigma, muttering, "I think I have a headache."

"Can't be as big as mine," Hop muttered to himself, slinking down further into his own chair.


RD made his way to the rooftop of the Mach Storm headquarters to find Hop leaning against the railing. "I thought I'd find you here."

The older man glanced back for a moment then turned his gaze back upon the stars. "Yes, well, it's not like there's any other quiet place to think here."

RD joined him in stargazing. "So, let me get this straight. When my dad left to find the Alpha Zoid when I was little he took YOUR wife with him? Why didn't anyone ever tell me about this?!"

"RD, you were five. You were having a hard enough time dealing with the fact that your father left in general." Hop sighed.

Leaning against the railing and resting his head on his hands, RD sighed in return. "It took me long enough to get over the fact that my dad just left me. Did he really leave to look for the Alpha Zoid, or did he just want to run off with some woman?"

"I really don't know," Hop frowned. "I just wish I knew why she left me." He rubbed his head, "And now to come back with some other man's son! Oh, what a way to add insult to injury."

RD patted Hop's shoulder sympathetically. "I'm sorry, Hop. Really, I am."


The next day, Matt was trying to coax Skip out of his shell. It had been a long time since he'd been around someone his own age. Getting Skip to open up was proving to be rather a challenge, however.

"Hey, Skip! Check out this new video game!" Matt showed off his little handheld game. "It's Zoids Legends! Isn't it cool??"

"I guess..." Skip glanced at it and then looked away.

Not losing any determination, Matt waved the game closer in front of Skip, "Would you like to play it? It's really fun!"

"No thanks."

Matt stared at the other boy, trying to rethink his strategy. "Wanna see Mach Storm's Zoids? They're really awesome!!"

"No..."

Growling a bit in frustration, Matt grabbed Skip's hand, "Come on! I wanna show you something!"

"What??" Skip was taken off guard, almost tripping as Matt dragged him to the door.

Sweet was just about to enter the room as the two boys burst out, about knocking her over. She stepped back in surprise. "Hey! Where are you going?!"

"It's a surprise!" Matt called back over his shoulder before disappearing around the corner.

"What was that about?" Walking down the hall, RD joined Sweet by the door.

"I don't know, but it makes me worry." Sweet frowned in concern.

"Don't worry, I'll keep an eye on them." RD headed in the direction of the two boys.

"Make sure they're back in time for dinner!"


Maybelle was out for the day, apparently catching up with an old friend. Hop was back at his computer trying to concentrate on work, while Helmut looked over some papers concerning the next job. Sigma browsed through the latest swimsuit edition of Zi Gals, and Sweet sat at her own computer browsing the internet for new dinner recipes.

"I still can't believe that Hop actually got married." Sigma randomly started talking to no one in particular.

"Put a sock in it, Sigma," snapped Helmut.

Hop tried to ignore it, unsuccessfully.

"Well, it's so obvious why she left him," Sigma went on. "It's always work, work, work with him! She probably wasn't getting any."

"Sigma!" Sweet gasped from her chair, eyes wide in shock.

"I'll have you know I've done it numerous times," Hop replied sharply. Just not within the past eleven years. "Which is more than can be said for you. All you've got are your dirty magazines."

"Hey! These are NOT dirty magazines!" Sigma said in defense. "This is LI-TER-A-TURE. There are ARTICLES, that you READ."

Helmut folded his arms, getting annoyed. "Knock it off already."

"Whatever you say!" Hop shrugged with a smirk, "It still stands that Sigma's never gotten anywhere with a girl."

"What??" Sigma stood up, gritting his teeth, "I could have my way with a girl if I wanted to!!" He paused, "I just haven't wanted to!"

"Boys, quit being dumb males." Sweet sighed, knowing they wouldn't listen to her. They never did.

"Of course, of course." Hop sneered some more, "I bet you a whole week's pay that you can't find a date by the end of the week."

"Yeah, well, you're on!!" Sigma waved a fist in the air. "I'll have a date before you know it! Just you see!" And with that, Sigma stormed out of the room.

"This is just going to bring us more trouble, you know." Helmut stated, unimpressed.

Hop started back on his work, "Well, that boy needs to learn some tact."

"I don't think I'm going to date anyone ever." Sweet muttered to herself. "Men are idiots."


Matt finally stopped running mid-way down an alley near a decent sized crate. On one side was a big building, the other side, where the crate was, was blocked off by a rather tall concrete barrier. He looked around to make sure there was no one else around besides Skip and himself, then he started pushing the crate to the side.

"What... are you doing...?" Skip was still trying to catch his breath. He wasn't used to running that much.

Matt grunted, finally shoving the crate over where he wanted it. He pulled back and wiped his brow. "Just trying to get to this!" He motioned at a hole in the wall where the cement had broken away, it was just large enough for someone their size to get through. "Come on! Follow me!" Matt started to crawl through the hole.

"What's on the other side...?"

"You'll see!"

As the two children disappeared through the hole, RD stepped out from behind a corner. "What are they doing?" He walked over and knelt down so he could see through the crevice in the wall. "Wait... this is..."

"And just what do we have here?"

RD stood back up and twirled around to see a security guard at the alley entrance. "Trying to sneak into Zi-Park, are you?" The guard scoffed at RD, "A little big to be trying that route, aren't you?"

"N-no! I..." stuttering for words, RD put his hands up in front of them to try to dismiss the accusation. "You've got it all wrong! I wasn't going to-"

"You weren't, were you?" Grabbing RD by his jacket collar, the guard dragged him out of the alley, "If you want into Zi-Park you're just gonna have to pay at the front gate like every other decent citizen."

Once inside Zi-Park, RD shook the rest of the contents out of his wallet, "Aw man. A few balls of pocket lint are NOT going to get me any food in this joint." He growled in frustration. "When I find those boys... Grr..." Taking a moment to look around, RD's anger dissolved as he realized just what sort of situation he was in. Zi-Park was Blue City's big amusement park. There were all sorts of games, rides, eateries, and other sorts of entertainment. It was also packed with people. Tourist season was in full swing. "...How am I going to find anyone in this place?"

"Well, hello!" A musical voice approached him from behind. "I didn't expect to see RD here!"

Surprised to recognize a familiar voice, RD spun around, this time in excitement. "Amy!! Boy, is it great to see yo-," he stopped, gawking a little. "What... what are you wearing?"

"Oh this?" She had on a red showgirl outfit, accented with sequins and feathers, complete with a big feather headdress. She puffed up the feathers on her headdress a bit, "I just decided to take a little job where I could show off some of my natural talent. It's cute right? It's for an old west themed show at the amphitheater in West Town! The kids love it!" She beamed happily.

"Yeah, I'm sure the kids do." RD muttered, trying hard not to blush.

"So! Did you come to see me perform?" Amy winked at him, always laying on the charm.

"Um, no, unfortunately not. Actually," he thought for a moment. "Maybe you can help me! I'm looking for Matt. He snuck in here with a green haired kid." He took another look around, hoping that maybe he'd spot them.

"Sorry, but I haven't seen Matt at all." She frowned, "Who's the other kid? Does Matt have a new friend?"

"No, that's..." RD rubbed the back of his head nervously, "That's my little brother, Skip."

"What? Your brother?" Amy looked very confused.

"It's a long story, kind of."

A loud clock chime sounded across the park. Amy panicked a little, "Oh no! The show is starting! I'm sorry, RD, but I have to go." She started to run off, "If I see Matt, I'll give you a call, okay? See ya!"

RD frowned as she disappeared into the crowd. This was not going to be a good day for him.